These days, the feeling of anxiety and thirst has become more and more intense, and it has developed to the point that when I see a water bladder, I think of cool water, and I want to drink it dry in one go. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, for several days, I walked all over the evil mountains and barren mountains, where could I see a river, and every time I begged the villagers on the side of the road for water, I didn't know how much saliva would be wasted.

Although there is an official diploma, this mountain is far away from the emperor's education, far away from the imperial court, and the common people do not distinguish between the true and the false, plus the drought here for many years, the water is more expensive than gold.

Turning over this ridge, there is a small town in front, there is a deep well at the south gate of the town, the well water is sweet, Duan Chen has passed by several times, and he still remembers the well water vividly, so he is not worried about the supply of water.

Looking at the six water bladders under his feet, Zhuo Zangfeng didn't look embarrassed at all, reached out and picked up one, pulled out the plug, and poured it on his neck.

Duan Chen and the other people involved in the gambling battle all looked at him, their expressions were very relaxed, as if they were enjoying a beautiful dance.

After drinking a water bladder, he threw it away and picked up another one, and there was another gurgling sound, and Zhuo Zangfeng drank up three water bladders in a row.

At this time, the faces of Shi Chen and the others no longer had the leisureliness of Fang Cai, and the laughter in their eyes had been subdued, replaced by a look of surprise.

The three sacs of water plus the one that Fang had already drunk were probably more than forty catties, how big a stomach could a young man who was not very fat have, even so, this also surprised Duan Chen and the others.

Zhuo Zangfeng picked up the fourth water bladder, and Duan Chen and the others stared cautiously in surprise. However, after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any action to drink water, so he carried the water bladder, as if he was thinking about something.

One of the characteristics of gamblers is that they feel good about themselves and always believe that they have the best luck and will win. Duan Chen and the others were naturally no exception, seeing Zhuo Zangfeng hesitate at this moment, thinking that he could no longer hold on, and was thinking about whether to give up.

So the indifferent expression on his face returned.

After drinking the second water bladder, Zhuo Zangfeng felt abdominal distension and pain, although the feeling of anxiety and thirst still existed, but it was no longer as hot as it was at the beginning, and he forcibly drank all the three water bladders, and it seemed that there was no room for anything in his stomach, and he couldn't help but burp.

"Ugh!"

"Haha!"

Duan Chen and the others couldn't help but lean back and laugh.

The autumn colors were already deep, the night was getting cold, and the autumn wind rustled through the trees on the ridge, as if mocking the reckless boy.

Zhuo Zangfeng smiled bitterly and thought: If it is really 'good as water', the saint will not be wrong. He remembered what Master Chen said: "It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to get along with each other."

Rivers and lakes, rivers and lakes, knights who play swords, authorities in temples, monks outside the square, and even the Ninety-Five are all in this rivers and lakes.

He was cheerful and cheerful, and used the method of conducting qi in the palace in the "Commentary on Sword Cultivation Zhuangzi" to force the clear water in his abdomen towards the meridians.

Countless sword elements in the sea of dantian qi were urged by him at the same time, although Zhuo Zangfeng's cultivation was shallow and uncontrollable, but with this move, the clear water poured into his abdomen was forced by the weak vitality, and he gradually moved closer to the dantian.

On one side is the world's most yang, scorching sword yuan, and on the other side is the cool water from the deep well to the yin and soft, and the two collide violently in the sea of meridian qi.

"Sneer......"

The water turned into countless white clear qi under the heat of the sword element, gushing out from Zhuo Zangfeng's limbs, the eight veins of the strange meridians, and even the skin and hair.

In an instant, he was covered in white smoke, as if he had just taken out of the steamer.

The feeling of fullness in his belly gradually disappeared, and he was in good spirits, and quickly picked up the remaining two water bladders from the ground, and poured them violently.

Duan Chen and the others looked at it in surprise, as if they had seen a monster.

Zhuo Zangfeng drank the sixth water bladder, then slammed the water bladder on the ground, wiped his lips and smiled: "Enjoyable! Enjoyable!"

They were speechless in astonishment, and watched straight at the young man piling the silver on the ground together, and then walking away with the placket of his coat before he came to his senses.

"Senior Brother Duan, he's finished drinking!"

"Senior Brother Duan, the silver was also taken away from him!"

"Senior Brother Duan, how did this kid do it?"

Duan Chen couldn't answer, and waved his hand irritably, "Let's go to sleep!"

Zhuo Zangfeng returned to the carriage, Huiyue, who was meditating with her eyes closed, glanced at him, and said coldly, "You actually know how to practice?"

Whether he understands or not, Zhuo Zangfeng doesn't know either, no one has really taught him any cultivation methods, but the people he met seem to have taught him many advanced cultivation methods.

The old monster gave himself the story of the cultivation world, the master said some cultivation decisions, the old Taoist priest taught himself the truth of being a human being, and even the strange master of the Tai Academy gave him the most unique commentary on sword cultivation.

There is also a fear of women like a tiger, although he cultivates the Buddha sword, he can't understand what he said in those nights, but who dares to say that any of them is not practicing?

But what about himself? Does he understand the practice? He never thinks he doesn't understand, but he thinks he understands it.

This question is not very easy to answer, thinking of Huiyue's cold attitude, it is not polite to perfunctory her once.

He pretended to think about it seriously for a long time, and replied in an ambiguous manner: "I don't understand much, but I understand it a little." ”

What are these words? Hui Yue was a little annoyed, thinking that this somewhat arrogant young man really regarded his little bit of Taoism as a treasure, and seeing that he was also vigilant and reliable along the way, she stopped paying attention to him, concentrated her mind, and went to do her own daily meditation skills.

The next day, passing through the town, there was a well.

Drinking horses and irrigating water in the town, Duan Chen carefully filled his water bladder, checked that the skin pouch was not damaged, and carefully hung it on the horse.

Zhuo Zangfeng looked at it from afar, and a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

However, when they were about to leave, several people from the Liuyun Sect stood on the big stone by the wellhead and kept looking around, as if they were waiting for someone.

Jiang Zhonghu urged: "I don't think your Liuyun Sect's helpers will come. ”

Duan Chen hurriedly said: "Wait and see, although they are the children of my sect, they are the most familiar with the terrain of the mountain, without them, it would not be so easy for us to find the Heavenly Dao Divine Pool." ”

It turned out that the Liuyun Sect had also arranged a guide, and it seemed that these people were very thorough. Zhuo Zangfeng thought, patted the water bladder on the horse's back, and looked at the humble town.

After waiting for about a cup of tea, two horses rushed from the town road, and immediately the passengers were dressed in black, and they looked like about forty or fifty houses.

Zhuo Zangfeng thought about it, why were these two people so familiar? After thinking for a long time, there was no result, and when he heard Captain Jiang's command to leave, he urged the horses to follow the princess's chariot. ’

The rest of the road was relatively smooth and smooth. He no longer worries about the problem of water, and when he is thirsty, he goes to Duan Chen's place to ask for it. Although these people who participated in the gambling fight were extremely reluctant, they still followed the rules and were not refused.

It's just that these people are bitter, although the weather is cool in late autumn, but they are bumpy and tired along the way, and it is not good to have less water. And this boy is really difficult, as soon as he finds that they have to drink water, he will stop at the right time, smile and take the water bladder and drink it dry, and then throw the shriveled skin back to them, and walk away.

The princess stayed in the car all the time, and only once did she get out of the car when she encountered a narrow part of the road, and the car was a little difficult to get to.

This time Zhuo Zangfeng was clear, the princess was wearing a dark purple gauze skirt, her body was delicate, and she was extremely gorgeous in the dusky color of autumn, as if she was the most beautiful flower in the whole autumn.

After that, she never came out again, and she didn't even lift the curtains, so she was really weak.

Towards the end of autumn, they finally arrived at the border of the Tang Dynasty.

Duan Chen and the others were so thirsty that their throats smoked because of the water they brought, and they didn't get along well with the palace maids in the car, and they didn't bother to pay attention to him, so they couldn't get it, so they had to endure their thirst, you look at me, I look at you, each licking their chapped lips, hoping to get to the town soon, so that they can have a good drink.

Huiyue took out the sketch and looked at it carefully for a while, pointed the way, and turned west under the eyes of the border guards, entering a majestic mountain.

Because it is located between the two countries, the name of the mountain also has a variety of names, the Tang people call it Kunwu Mountain, Yanzhiguo becomes the Altai Mountains, but the people who live here are called the Invincible Hairpin Mountain.

Exactly what the meaning of this mountain name entails, the locals are not clear.

It's just that it's hard to walk deep in the mountains.

The forests in the mountains are lush, beasts and snakes are infested, there is snow on the top of the mountain all the year round, and it does not melt all year round, and the more you go up, the thinner the air, so that few people can climb over the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, the air is quiet, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and although it is late autumn, the trees and weeds here are still growing vigorously and show no signs of decay.

They chose to camp on a flat terrain.

When they first arrived here, everyone was amazed at the tranquility of this mountain, and the fatigue of the journey was also completely eliminated in this instant.

Zhuo Zangfeng looked up at the snow on the top of the mountain, and suddenly found that the piece that had not melted through the ages actually looked like a woman's hairpin. He suddenly came to the spirit, is this the origin of the name of the mountain of invincible hairpins?

Looking closely, the towering clouds and craggy mountains are not just a woman's clear hair, and the snow is in the middle, just like a beautiful woman with a hairpin.

Huiyue unfolded the sketch again and looked at it carefully, reading the annotations in the picture as she looked at it, obviously unable to make a decision in her heart.

"I want to see the beauty of the face, but I am looking for the beauty hairpin. ”

The mountain road is divided into two roads here, north and south, and the sketch here is not marked, only a vague note, Huiyue pondered for a long time, and did not dare to confirm it.

Every time she encountered a fork in the road on the road, Huiyue would take out a sketch and stare at it for a long time, Zhuo Zangfeng had already understood that this was nothing more than a map, and at this moment he saw her take it out again, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and listened to her read these two annotations, and felt really funny in his heart.

Thinking of the sentence "I want to peep at the beauty" I couldn't help but nod and said secretly: I really want to see the princess's appearance, and then I heard the sentence "but looking for a beautiful hairpin", and I wondered in my heart: Isn't this the snow on the highest peak?

He was just thinking about this, but he was interrupted by the laughter of the two Flowing Cloud Sect disciples who had just joined, and a cold white snow suddenly appeared in his mind, and then his thoughts were interrupted here.

Jiang Zhonghu saw that Huiyue had been thinking longer than any time this time, so he couldn't help but urge the horse over, leaned over on the horse and asked, "Master, is it time for us to leave?"

He didn't dare to say that Huiyue couldn't tell the way, so he could only remind him in this euphemistic way, obviously the high status of this nun was far beyond expectations.

Hui Yue didn't pay attention to this respectful soldier, just lowered her head and thought. She only has Buddhist precepts in her heart, and she has no intention of appreciating the beauty at all, so the more she thinks about it, the more confused she becomes.

Seeing that the frame had not moved for a long time, the Liuyun Sect couldn't help but be anxious, and the disciple who had just joined didn't know Huiyue's identity, and shouted loudly: "Our brother has walked through countless mountains, where is there such a friction, according to my opinion, the direction ahead must be right." ”

Why is this sound so familiar? Zhuo Zangfeng withdrew his gaze from the snow on the top of the mountain and turned to look at him.

From his place, you could just see the side face of the person who spoke, and the young man who was contemplating it in the middle was suddenly startled.

A snowy world, two ruthless cultivators.

He suddenly remembered that they were the two masters who murdered him with Liu Gongzi in Qifeng Mountain!!